"Also it was the trick of a wise man, not of a fool, seeing that it has made the Black Kendah think that we were attacking them and caused them to hurry on to attack _us_ in the dark over ground that they do not know.

Listen to them coming!" As he spoke a roar of sound told us that the great charge had swept round a turn there was in the pass and was heading towards us up the straight.

Ivory horns brayed, captains shouted orders, the very mountains shook beneath the beating of thousands of feet of men and horses, while in one great yell that echoed from the cliffs and forests went up the battle-cry of "_Jana! Jana!_"-- a mixed tumult of noise which contrasted very strangely with the utter silence in our ranks.
"They will be among the pitfalls presently," sniggered Hans, shifting his weight nervously from one leg on to the other.

"Hark! they are going into them." It was true.

Screams of fear and pain told me that the front ranks had begun to fall, horse and foot together, into the cunningly devised snares of which with so much labour we had dug many, concealing them with earth spread over thin wickerwork, or rather interlaced boughs.